Desire Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

Sound of seagulls overhead.
In the gentle rush of wind,
dangling sun overhead/
I embrace you
in your naked desire.
Softly I touch the
places you are to me.
The many loving delights
of your flowing passions.
Sunshine does not matter,
for I do not notice it
in comparison to how
I notice you.

We whisper secrets
to each other.
No shadows exist for us.
Nor do we understand
traces of the world
as it exists around us.
I look from my eyes
and see only you in
front of my tomorrows.
Everything we dream,
every second we breath,
we are one and the same.
One body joined magically
in our embraces.